The Slengean Boy Love Trap
Occupations

...Ooo...

… I'm trying to make love because

Maybe there's you here I want

I want to fuck because

Maybe there's you here I want...

being wanted to fuck by: god 19

A deafening mobile ringtone rang out, waking the couple but not the couple.

The star scratched something that was shaking in his pocket.

"Njir. ngangkut," gritted with narrowed eyes.

Intan also woke up, "Geez it's her ringtone, reflecting the contents of the brain that has hp." he murmured in his heart.

His eyes were bulging when he saw that the sky was already dark,

the clock on his phone showed almost 7 p.m., meaning they were asleep for almost 3 hours.

"Hemmm." the voice of the Star answered the call.

"Where's brother?" A little scream there.

"In the rest area, I fell asleep. Stomach pain mules, bulak - back to the toilet. So I'm sleeping,"

"Geez, Mas Dafa's man sampled in our house two hours ago to take the car." Gerrutu the younger brother.

"How serious? wait, I'm going there now."

"No need, so Mas Dafa buy my car that yesterday ringsek."

"The real sultan,"

"Yes, it's work that really eats it. Do not rombeng mulu mulu his mouth," said the sister.

The star shook his head feeling slapped by the words of his sister.

"So how?" The star asked again.

"Yes, but the hunt's home. Bring a girl, man" said the sister.

The star decided on the call. As she looked her eyes were against the eyes of the girl she thought was still asleep.

"Udah this malem. Sir," his voice sounded sniffy.

The star wriggled his body until his fist hit Intan's cheek.

"Ck, not polite." Intan brushed off the star's hand.

"Hehehehe sorry Tan, wake up and get angry. I'm still lemes, find a meal first yuk!" take him but while getting out of the car does not wait for an answer from Intan.

From the front of the car he raised his chin, as if taking Intan to follow him.

*

*

They were sitting at the table of one of the restaurants around the rest area.

The star chose the chicken soto menu, while Intan chose the meatballs.

"That's full, Tan. Your body is getting thinner eating it no one is nutritionally real," she said.

Intan as usual was silent, she did not respond to the ravings of the man in front of her. His finger was busy scrolling through his phone screen looking for job openings on online locker sites.

"Maltan, surIntan... " The star called out to him but still ignored the girl in front of him.

Angrily he took the phone that Intan was holding, wanting to know what he was seeing.

"The tunnel? you're looking for another job? wh why? my salary is small? am I fierce?" The star nodded with a question.

Intan was silent with her sharp gaze.

"Udah? about the question sorted out? which one should I answer first?" Intan came back to find it.

The silent star felt embarrassed, smiling while scratching its non-itchy head. "Sorry... " The star smiled at him.

"I again need additional, actually the salary of Mr. Dafa is quite large if I use my own, UMR loh. But dear with my Bachelor's degree... "

"What's? you Bachelor?" Star cuts the word Intan.

Intan just nodded while drinking tea in the glass bottle he ordered earlier.

"What majors? " The star asked again as she shifted her hands from the table when her order came.

"Business management," Intan takes the bowl containing his meatballs closer while taking the bowl of sambal.

The star gave a small nod, just a moment ago he felt amazed, unexpected that the woman he often led and he humbled was a scholar.

Intan who was giving saos and sambal, his view captured the star that daydreamed while not blinking looking at him.

"Sir... "

"Sir... "

"Eh, i-yes. Why?" tanyanya nervous.

"Let's eat, let's spit it home. I am tired," said Intan his hand shrewdly stirring the meatballs in front of him.

The star gave a small nod, began to feed her food, while thinking of something.

*

*

They are now on their way back to Bandung.

"Tan.. "

"Yes?" Intan Tumben answered his call quickly.

The girl looked at the movement of the Star's hand that put her hand into the t-shirt. Keep in motion no matter what the rombeng man did.

"Sir, what is his hand? don't be weird," Intan shuffled away his body until it stuck to the car door.

The star looked at him while linking his brows.

"What the hell are you doing, anyway?" his murmur was upset.

"That's motion, what father? I shouted at Mr. Macem-macem" he threatened.

The star stared at his hand which was moving regularly.

"So yell sono? most of the derek officers who nyamperin. This is the tan-tan toll,"

"Where do I see my hands playing? in the puser tau instead of an inch below the puser. If I nahan mules have to playin puser, but like to be a pee," The star grimaces.

"The user's in the fire? what are the hands of the father?" tanyanya felt strange with the behavior of the Stars.

The star slightly pulled the shirt, until the pusher was visible, and one finger he matches around the hole of the navel.

"Emang?" Intan held back her laughter.

The star nodded, "be it, but the consequences so want to pee, only the mules can be held." he explained.

"Later, make some more water decoction leaves curse." The inscription on Intan.

"Robusan guava leaves cursed," Intan improved the word that Bintang said.

"Yes, that's it. My stomach is still wrapped around me" he explained, grimacing.

...****...

At exactly 11 pm they arrived at Mentari's house.

Intan came out first, opened the fence and then the Dafa Car that the Star was driving into the house's carpet.

"Close pager. Lock," said the Star as he entered the house whose door Intan had just opened.

"And you want to go home!"

"Later, make a water decoction of cursing leaves."

"The long net, sir, do not spare the violence of people, later on I suppose a shaman who likes to curse people." He grumbled while locking the fence.

Then go inside where the Star has laid her body on the sofa in front of the TV.

Intan opens the door to the backyard, but before heading towards the guava tree at the end near the washing machine. Intan feed the fish first.

The star looked up, got up and stood up. "Tan's school. Wrapping around, "he lamented spoiled.

Intan shortly walked towards the tree as tall as an adult's chest. Then pick some leaves.

The star sat at the dinner table, waiting for the herbs to ache her stomach.

"Tan, where are you going to work?" kepo tanyanya.

Intan shook his head, he was also confused actually.

"I just have to get extra, let's not be in the terror of my legs at the job at the massage parlor," he replied honestly.

Degs...

The star was glued for a moment, upon hearing the word massage parlor. Where Naya works is also in a similar place.

"Why indeed?" The star asked with a worried face.

"Yes, because the guest there is a woman or a free man that, kebayang must mijit male body, I can not. " Inan thrust a glass of water godokan mosquito net leaves.

The stars were silent, her mind was running towards Jakarta, she imagined Naya in a massage position of an old, black, distended stomach. Just imagined her blood boiling. He must immediately propose and marry his lover, so that there is no need to worry about Naya's situation.

"Thank you, Tan. I'll go home, be careful the door's all in the lock," he said then sipped the glass until it ran out and grabbed the key of his motorbike and he walked out in the direction of Intan who would lock the fence.

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